Zehn's class friend has been put on a diet by her mother. She is allowed to only have chicken kheema in her break. No carbohydrates, no aerated drinks and certainly no junk food. The girl is just 5 and her mom, let's call her Mad Max, is a health freak. 
One day, Mad Max thundered to school because her daughter was given a slice of Black Forest cake. A fellow classmate had celebrated her birthday and had offered the cake to all. The teachers were warned not to give her any cake, but seeing the child's woeful teary eyes, they gave her a slice. Oh man, hell hath no fury than her daughter eating cake for Mad Max. 
All the students sit in groups and eat their tiffins. Zen hates eating, so I have to cook yummy stuff to entice her. And when we check her tiffin, it's like a rat eating with bits and pieces of bread or paratha all over. One day, her tiffin box was polished clean. When I asked her, she said that Mad Max' little girl was sitting next to her and had eaten her loaded cheese paratha made with ghee and sprinkled with sugar. 
Apparently, the child eats the tiffin of her fellow classmates and whenever Zehn takes chocos, parathas or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, she shares it with her.
Mummies, help me here. I am so tempted to send an extra lunch box for the little girl. All of 5, and kept on a tight leash where food is concerned. I wish I could just explain that children need to play, run around, have fun, enjoy life and not worry about a few extra pounds, at least not in kindergarten !!!!
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